Robin didn't even feel pain as he punched Gisborne.
Robin, no! I swear I didn-
Over and over he threw them, over and over Gisborne couldn't avoid them.
I've had enough of your lies, Allan!
He pushed Gisborne closer to camp- he was extremely groggy and would never remember the route.
Robin please I-
The man in front stumbled as the force of the smaller man's anger was thrust upon him.
Go back to your master like a good little dog.
Before any time had passed, Robin of Locksley found himself pushing Guy of Gisborne into the outlaws camp.
...Like a good little dog...

When Much became aware of his surroundings he immediately sat up, regretting it instantly as his head gained at least five pounds in weight. He turned to see robin and Little John watching him.
"You were right, Much. I'm sorry." Right? About what, not that I'm complaining but, what? "I never thought he would lead them to the camp." Is he talking about...
"Robin, are you talking about Allan?" He looked up at Little John who gave a small nod. "but he didn't." Heads raised.
"What? But Gisborne-"
"Yes, Gisborne was here, with guards. But Allan did not bring him." immediately he saw looks of concern and guilt washing across the men's faces. "where... where is Allan?"
As Little John and Robin looked at each other they suddenly knew and began reaching for their weapons with haste.
"We have to go. Now!"

Guy heard the accusations from Hood as soon as he got a hundred yards away. He smirked and positioned his men around the forest for when the inevitable happened.
"run back to your master like a good little dog."
"robin I-"
"go." Guy heard sounds of what he took to being blows exchanged.
"robin, please, listen to me- if you-"
"I said GO!" another blow was given and sure enough allan a dale came flying out of the camp with a bloodied face. He ferociously scrubbed at his face with his sleeve, trying to remove all evidence of what just took place, as the leaned against a tree and cried, his chest heaving. Guy took this as his opportunity and grabbed the skinny man's wrist, twisting it until he heard a crack. It may have been the shock that broke Allan a Dale- nobody knows, but it was at that moment he quickly lost consciousness and fell backwards into Guy, his head lolling. Guy quickly pushed him to the ground and called to his guards.
"Take him back to the castle. Wait for me there." oh yes. He would enjoy this